Though Rey can take a lot of heavy hits, the sheer force of this speed tells her that this is one impact she is better off avoiding.
At least she's seen Shadow do this before. Back with the zombies. He'd detonated one of her lunchbox explosives. Stupid thing to get flustered over, but it was a waste.
If what she knows about Carlisle is right, then Shadow is only doing what is instructed of him. She'd rather not have to draw her gun on the oversized hedgehog, but she isn't about to make herself a target, either.
Everyone comes back eventually, right?
Mostly everyone, anyway.
"Son of a bitch," Rey hisses between her teeth. Her feet kicking out of the way of Shadow's speed. Moving into the air. The sole of a boot bounces off the wall of a nearby building before she snags a metal railing trailing along the side in one hand. With the other, she pulls out a pistol, and aims for a shot.
Between shooting Shadow or 'Carlisle', she'd rather keep her eyes on the two-faced dead ringer prize.
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At least she's seen Shadow do this before. Back with the zombies. He'd detonated one of her lunchbox explosives. Stupid thing to get flustered over, but it was a waste.
If what she knows about Carlisle is right, then Shadow is only doing what is instructed of him. She'd rather not have to draw her gun on the oversized hedgehog, but she isn't about to make herself a target, either.
Everyone comes back eventually, right?
Mostly everyone, anyway.
"Son of a bitch," Rey hisses between her teeth. Her feet kicking out of the way of Shadow's speed. Moving into the air. The sole of a boot bounces off the wall of a nearby building before she snags a metal railing trailing along the side in one hand. With the other, she pulls out a pistol, and aims for a shot.
Between shooting Shadow or 'Carlisle', she'd rather keep her eyes on the two-faced dead ringer prize.